Today, I rushed off
From my sleep,
When I had lost,
In my dreams, deep.
The Sun was,
About to rise,
It had to share its glory,
With the solitary skies.
I couldn't be slept,
All the day,
As with my friends,
I have to play.
So, with my stunning shoes,
And the dress; a little bit loose,
I went to my way,
Today was my school’s holiday.
Playing football,
I gained many joys,
It’s very interesting in
Defeating boasting boys.
Tired, sweating,
I came to my home,
Thrusting for the;
Care of my mom.
But, not much longer,
Would last this care,
I didn't have much
Time to spare.
As its father order
To do much exercise,
I had to become,
A child, nice.
After breakfast,
I studied with father,
I had played for hours.
And now had no choice; rather.
After the continued,
And now, I am on a chair,
Writing this poem,
And, expecting it to be fair.
It’s being the time to sleep,
Again with my dreams; deep.
Tomorrow will be an another day
For study, fun and play.
----Shivam Jha***
Vivekanand International Sr. Sec. School
